{"id":1183,"date":"2009-01-04T09:52:10","date_gmt":"2009-01-04T14:52:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/hendersonbrook.net\/wp\/?p=1183"},"modified":"2012-11-11T18:18:17","modified_gmt":"2012-11-11T23:18:17","slug":"your-last-letter-blew-my-mind","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/hendersonbrook.net\/?p=1183","title":{"rendered":"&#8220;Your Last Letter Blew My Mind&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I was going through old photos and cards today, and I came across a letter which I&#8217;d forgotten about, from my adoptive mother, dated June 26, 2002.<br \/>\nThe letter is honest, direct and heartfelt.  It&#8217;s in response to one that I wrote.  I don&#8217;t have a copy of my letter, but it seems from her answer that I had tried to explain the pain of my growing-up years.<br \/>\nThe letter goes like this:<br \/>\n&#8220;Your last letter blew my mind.  I&#8217;ve written draft after draft trying to answer it.  Thought I&#8217;d start with the past and work my way up to the present.<\/p><p><!--more--><br \/>\n&#8220;Thinking back, our happiest days were spent on Belden St.  Came to Milton because the schools were better, but the people weren&#8217;t, starting with the Real Estate guy who lied when he told us there were a lot of Jews in this part of Town.  Turned out only the (name of family withheld).  So there was a factor we all had to go thru.  (Name withheld) used to introduce me as Rose (Name withheld) her Italian friend.<br \/>\n&#8220;I know your days at Belcher weren&#8217;t happy days.  I&#8217;m sorry for that and if I didn&#8217;t support you was because I didn&#8217;t know any better.  I&#8217;ve always had an inferiority complex due to my 8 grades of learning and my family background.  You&#8217;re so right when you say we are different.  I agree 100%.  I never realized you were made a scapegoat in Girl Scouts.  I know you disliked (my fifth grade teacher, name withheld), but with my intellect I thought many kids hated their teachers so did nothing about it.<br \/>\n&#8220;I&#8217;m truly sorry for all the times I didn&#8217;t support you and the times we argued.  Please except my sincere apologies for all the times I&#8217;ve hurt you.  I must have a mean streak in me that I didn&#8217;t realize on second thought it may be a jealous streak, that you are so smart and I&#8217;m so inept that I don&#8217;t say what I should say.&#8221;<br \/>\nIn spite of the cratering real estate market, Belden Street, in Dorchester, is on its way back; I found two listings today in the $370,000 range.  The Boston Latin School, which as Boston residents my sister and I would have been able to attend if we&#8217;d passed an entrance exam*, is still considered one of the top Grade 7-12 schools in the United States.<br \/>\nThe Belcher Elementary School is long gone, replaced years ago by a circle of single family houses.<br \/>\nI don&#8217;t know what became of the teacher and the family friends whose names I withheld.<br \/>\nMy adoptive mother and I did see each other again, a number of times before she passed away.<br \/>\nThe only thing wrong with my adoptive mother&#8217;s letter, which is so full of compassion, humility and sincere regret, is that it wasn&#8217;t public.  So, I&#8217;ve corrected that by publishing her words here.  I don&#8217;t think she&#8217;d mind.<br \/>\n*No doubt we would have passed: our average SAT scores were in the 700&#8217;s, back in the day when 800 was perfect.  My sister and I aren&#8217;t geniuses, but we worked our butts off in school.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I was going through old photos and cards today, and I came across a letter which I&#8217;d forgotten about, from my adoptive mother, dated June 26, 2002. The letter is honest, direct and heartfelt. 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